It was probably a safer form of play than what we used to do in the USAF 30 years or so ago, when I worked the late shift.My colleagues and I would have squirt gun fights, but the squirt guns that we used were high pressure hoses, filed with kid safe compounds such as Methyl Ethyl Ketone, Carbon Tetrachloride, and the stuff used to clean residue out of 20mm Vulcan cannon gunbarrels. Some of that stuff would dissolve hornets in mid flight. We would spray each other from across the bay of our section, trying to score direct hits. And none of that sissy safety gear for us. We only wore that stuff when working.I hope that Mrs. Grumpy wasn't too angry with your kids. It sounds as if it was fun...

We sometimes used to pelt each other with leftover raw meat scraps before we'd hose the butcher shop down at the end of the day. Raw ground beef is tough to get out of your ear if somebody scores a direct hit. I think I like the paint idea better.....

In more civilized societies, they use PAINTBALL GUNS for this purpose. Which reminded me of the time I came back from a kayak paddle told my son that I had seen 4 bears near where he was paintballing the previous day. "Oh, yeah, we saw them too-the mother limps right ? " I said yes. He then went on to tell me that they made everyone come off the field cause the bears were running around with the players. Have your kids take up paintball.

I am rolling around on the ground about the bears and the paintball. I used to do paintball and it was a blast, but I got some rather un-lady-like bruises from it. However, the strap from my Dooney and Bourke handbag made an excellent strap for my paintball gun. Water-proof and stylish!My daughter just turned 7 and got many artistic gifts. She goes to an after-school program called ArtCare so I took the paint spinner and Moon Sand there so she can make a mess with people paid to clean it up. I'd rather clean up the paint than that damn Moon Sand.

I have to admit that whilst I was working as a camp counselor, that was the best way to get kids who refused to take a shower to cooperate, but I suppose that I was the only one who had to deal with the paint-soaked aspect. :P I would have at least given you some cellophane to wrap the car seats in!

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